Three sheets to the

canvas. See! You were looking for the word “wind” even tho you know with absolute certainty that I don’t drink alcohol. I was going to say “drink” but that would be a stupid declaration since everyone drinks something – whether it is coffee, tea, soda, milk, water or one of the thousands of other choices found across this globe.

Rather, I was referring to the 12 pages of cross stitch (hey, I might yet do a filk off the traditional “12 Days of Christmas” if those Christians among you could avoid being insulted… If you do have a sense of humor – I would advise going to BandCamp and looking up PDX Broadsides who have authored and recorded an alternate and thought provoking Christmas Carol annually for the last several. “Santa has a Tardis” is just plain fun while “Sorry, Wrong Star” is quite pointed.

Where was I? On finishing up a third sheet of cross stitch. This particular project has, as I mentioned above – 12 total pages. Of those sheets – 3 cover a full page and the other 9 are partial pages, some much fuller than others. This is occurring because this particular design has an irregular edge rather than the normal squared off corners. A full page is 5 x 7.5 squares, each square is 10×10 stitches. The odd pages range from the smallest of 2×3 to the largest of 5×4. The overall design is four pages wide and three tall. The cross stitch itself is going to be a present which is why you haven’t seen any photos of it (which I will post after the relevant birthday.

Did I mention that I forgot two of the critical floss colors resulting in one of the pages appearing as if it has a bad case of the measles given all the empty spaces?

We are at sea today in case you hadn’t guessed.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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